May 19, 2009

I love my art. I love it for always being there when I need a room to ease my anger, confusion and sadness. I love it for quietly holding me from falling down because of my own stupidities. I love it for making me jump out of the bed in the morning and making me just can’t wait to go home to make some more.

I love my art. I love it for showing me how powerful yet shallow I can be because it’s all in my own hands at the end. My ten nail-bitten small fingers. I love it for telling me again and again that it’s never been about material possessions or money I have in my pocket. I love it how a scissor, a tube of glue and piles of scraps could make me feel so full of life. Or your pencil, eraser and paper do to you. Maybe.

I love my art because it comes from every single side of me, myself and I. Nothing more, nothing else. And I know you love your art too. Thank you for sharing it with me and let me sharing mine with you.

Vantiani-Thank you! That means so much to me! I was starting to worry that maybe I'd done a poor job explaining those ideas, your kind words mean so much to me! Also- I've never seen works like yours before. They're absolutely unique and your use of color is amazing!

Ika!!! I love your art, too! And I love making things - I think if I couldn't I would go crazy. :) So here's to scissors, and glue, and fabric, and paint and all the yummy things we get to play with - and the great sense of self that we get when we finish a piece. :) Thank you for reminding me how important it is! xox Pam

me and a quote

"I'm most excited about making things everyday, without really worrying if they'll ever sell or fit into some show...I need to work out ideas, regardless of whether they are 'for' something. My main concern is that time is always running out." - Bill Dunlap